The dance, a bid, a matinee 
It's a faint, a brief affinity 
It's a touch when it shouldn't be 
But it's all right 
And it's a step but you're too quick to fall 
Now a crash but it's just physical 
Not a point, 'cept it's natural 
But it's all right 

Uh-uh 

There's no burden that will agonize you 
No worry that will weigh you down 
Not the memories that hypnotize you 
You won't turn around 

You can't love me (x4) 

A regret, it's undetectable 
It's a shy display, nonemotional 
It's a siren, barely audible 
But it's all right 

And it's an angle of the paradigm 
It's a cold box of cheap red wine 
It's the thought that gets lost in time 
But it's all right 

Uh-uh 

There's no burden that will agonize you 
No worry that will weigh you down 
Not the memories that hypnotize you 
You won't turn around 

You can't love me (x4) 

It's a shade of what it could not be (x3) 
It's a shade, a shade 

There's no burden that will agonize you 
No worry that will weigh you down 
Not the memories that hypnotize you 
You won't turn around 

There's no burden that will agonize you 
No worry that will weigh you down 
Not the memories that hypnotize you 
You won't turn around 

You can't love me (x4)